Takaba: ( I’m not a preschooler, you know. Jerk!…Smells like rain. I’d better get home soon.)

Sweet! These came out great! (Asami… why do I always run into him? How could he do that to me? Takaba…) squeeze… shiver… How could he…? It hurt so bad I couldn’t take it. Nothing but shameful memories… Stop it. No! I shouldn’t be doing this!… stroke stroke… twitch… Nn!… what’s happening to me…?) …!

Who is it? You know what time it is… a… A-asami!? How…!?

Asami: So, you were awake. I’m coming in.

Takaba: What did you come here for!? I mean, how the hell did you know where I live!?

Asami: No reason… I came to get out of the rain. I’ll leave once it lets up.

Takaba: Huh? (What the hell is he talking about?) …uh it’s three in the morning, you know. I was asleep.

Asami: Work’s been pretty hectic, hm?

Takaba: I don’t know what you’re talking about! And I’m not making you any tea, because you just dropper in!

Asami: You don’t have to be so nervous.

Takaba: I-I’m not nervous (That’s not true. I can’t keep still just being in the same room as you!) I don’t really care. How about I just lend you an umbrella…?

Takaba: (Even though it hurts so much… haa!… ah! twitch… twitch… ah!… even though I never really thought of wanting to be taken by him… since when have I become this?… what did he do to me…?) Grab…! Squeeze… y-you’re leaving?

Asami: What? Would you like to spend the night together?

Takaba: gasp… uh… I was just… I was just talking in my sleep! Slam… blush… hmph! Damn him! I’m moving!